Don't fret precious, I'm here (claiming)

*Valentine* · (This post was last modified: 10-26-2014, 11:12 AM by Valentine.)

Surprise, surprise. The first to arrive was his mother. Confident words fell from her lips to grace the new king's ears and send his heart racing. "No," he corrected her softly, "The world is ours." He felt it could go unmentioned, but threw the next statement out there anyway. "And you mine." The brute's voice dropped lower, his tone holding a dark promise. "There's much I wish to discuss with you." Later. They would talk later. There were plans to make, rules to set in place and members to get to know. For the time being his paws were be full but once everything was settled the fun could begin.

Others arrived, two members from Arcanum and a brute who smelled of rogue lands. Valentine spared each pack wolf an approving smirk before resting his eyes on the loner, appraising him. He was big by the standards of others...a warrior, perhaps? The quiet wolf nodded a greeting to him and Valentine returned the gesture before letting his gaze slip away.

The next to arrive was a familiar face, a face that immediately split at the jaws to let inflammatory words flow. Amusement painted a lopsided smirk across Valentine's features. She winked at him and in response he quirked a brow at her. She was asking for trouble, but that was rather the point, wasn't it? Perhaps she'd get her wish.

"I wish to become a part of your empire my king, my name is Levaithi Walker." The greeting words of another brute drew Valentine's attention away from the mouthy fae. He flicked a lazy gaze across the rogue in an assessing manner. In response his voice lifted. While the words were directed at Levaithi, they were meant for everyone gathered. "Joining isn't a problem, there's a place for everyone, but a rank of merit will require proof of your worthiness." He paused, letting his gaze wander across those gathered. "I hope that won't be a problem."

What the hell was that? The king's gaze fixed on the vivid green little she-wolf. Hot damn. He wanted to meet the brute that was brave enough court whatever beast it took to make a wolf of that color. The fae's gaze would dart behind her and Valentine, out of curiosity as to what could possibly be following such a creature, let his gaze wander after hers. Well, fuck it all. A blue wolf. Who opened the floodgates and let the freak show free? He dipped his head, eyes sliding between the two in a wordless greeting.

It was time. "If you're looking for a pack to settle down in, maybe kick back and grow old in peace in..." His eyes roamed the rogues. "Then now is your chance to take your leave. I offer conquest under the banner of Imperium. In return I ask for your loyalty and courage. We will not be silent. We will not go quietly into the dark like so many of the so called monarchies of this land." He stood, tail swaying languidly behind him as he formed his final words. "If this at all interests you, follow me. Ranks will be determined shortly." The weak ones didn't interest him. This would be their only chance to leave. After this freedom would need to be fought for. He would lead those interested to his new territory.

OOC: As soon as my land claim goes through I'll be posting a thread in Imperium territory. Anyone wishing to join must post there.

"Speaking" "Thinking"

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